Sleep Demands Of Us A Guilty Immunity.

I Have Been Loved,' She Said, 'by Something Strange, And It Has Forgotten Me.

The Very Condition Of Woman Is So Subject To Hazard, So Complex, And So Grievous, That To Place Her At One Moment Is But To Displace Her At The Next.

Time Is A Great Conference Planning Our End, And Youth Is Only The Past Putting A Leg Forward.

Suffering For Love Is How I Have Learned Practically Everything I Know, Love Of Grandmother Up And On.

What Is A Ruin But Time Easing Itself Of Endurance?